"Ahem... I have to remind Mr. Yuggs that the Sotos Museum is listed on the Kingdom’s historical and cultural heritage list, and its property rights are in the City Hall... and no lunatic mayor dares to sell it. In fact, even the market The governor agrees, and the city council will not pass it!"

　　

　　Bartolo suspected that Aaron had encountered a liar and stupidly caught the trap.

　　

　　 is even more stupid than William Mark, the most recently famous idiot in the upper class!

　　

　　 "Actually, I was about to get back its property rights from the city hall. I don't need to worry about it, but the process is a bit complicated. I need a lawyer to help me with the formalities... I will pay you attorney fees by the hour."

　　

　　Aaron is very confident.

　　

　　Neither the Bureau of Investigation nor the upper echelons of the kingdom dare to rely on the account of a ‘longevity’!

　　

　　 "Well...I will confirm the situation."

　　

　　 Bartolo reluctantly convinced himself that this was true, and the young man's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at him.

　　

　　 To get a well-known museum in the public kingdom, what terrible financial resources and background should this young gentleman have?

　　

　　‘He must be the descendant of a certain nobleman...’

　　

　　 ‘even to the point where the councillors kneel and lick...’

　　

　　‘But it’s still too ridiculous...’

　　

　　‘No, I have to confirm it right away, if it’s true... Oh my God, I’ll be famous! ’

　　

　　Bartolo's eyes suddenly became extremely excited.

　　

　　 Being a lawyer is most afraid of not being famous. For some classic cases that can become golden signs, he can even not charge attorney fees!

　　

　　 "Then, I will give you the authorization document later, and I will leave everything to you."

　　

　　 Aaron shook hands with Bartolo and sighed in his heart:

　　

　　‘After finishing this last thing, I should leave too. ’

　　

　　...

　　

　　 Golden Rose Street, No. 33.

　　

　　 "Welcome home, master."

　　

　　 Silvia was dressed in formal clothes, with her hands on her lower abdomen, and solemnly saluted.

　　

"Um!"

　　

　　 Aaron handed the hat to the maid, and said: "If nothing happens, I will leave Green Forest before the end of December."

　　

　　 Silvia suddenly felt that the rock hanging in her heart finally fell, but she was still a little dizzy.

　　

"If you choose to leave, I will give you a compensation, and if you still want to continue working for me... Remember what I mentioned to you last time? Change to become a manager of one of my industries? "

　　

　　 Aaron said gently.

　　

　　 "I...I want to continue to serve the young master."

　　

　　Sylvia's eyes are red.

　　

　　 Six months ago, when she was desperate, the young master took her in.

　　

　　 This is something she will never forget.

　　

"Well, then you can take care of the property left in Green Forest for me... It is a museum, quite famous, and you may have been to it. For specific matters... you will contact Bartolo Rogel attorney later, This is his business card."

　　

　　 Aaron gave Silvia a business card, went to the study, and began to sign some documents.

　　

　　 Since deciding to take over the museum, he has decided to abandon it.

　　

　　 After all, this is equivalent to directly exposing the identity of the ‘stab sword’ to the ‘crow’, which is equivalent to telling the Bureau of Investigation.

　　

　　 Although the Bureau of Investigation knows that he is a descendant of Sotos, it can’t take him any more, let alone daring to do anything against him under the deterrence of ‘Earl Greenson’, but a certain amount of surveillance is inevitable.

　　

　　 Aaron can't stand this, it's better to leave when making a decision.

　　 As for the rest, it is entrusted to the lawyer and Silvia to execute it.

　　

　　...

　　

　　 Time flies quickly.

　　

　　 The end of December.

　　

　　 Liliat was wearing a bank uniform and a bright red scarf around her neck, and walked out of the house.

　　

　　 The heavy snow fell from the sky, which made her hold up a **** umbrella.

　　

　　 She walked in the snow with black boots made of calfskin, leaving long trails of footprints.

　　

　　On the way to work, she passed by a corner bookstore called ‘Knowledge Fairy’.

　　

Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can see the most conspicuous position of the bookstore, with a thick stack of new books, and a sign next to it-"The posthumous work of the well-known historian Clark Das-"True History" The Earl of Green Forest! The great archaeological discovery of Aaron Sotos! Big reveal! Only 6 shillings! ’

　　

　　In Green Forest City, this kind of gimmick is very popular, after all, the protagonist is the famous Earl!

　　

　　 Even Lilia couldn't help but walked into the shop and bought a book.

　　

While waiting in line to pay, she glanced roughly, and her eyes suddenly tightened: "This is reversing the case for the Lord Earl... Through an investigation of an ancient ruin, the author confirmed that the Earl was of noble character, humble and kind. Knightly virtues such as, bravery, etc., there is no evil such as paternal killing..."

　　

　　‘Of course I know these are true, but why does Clark Dass know? ’

　　

　　 Lilia quickly turned to an illustration, which was a relic mural hand-painted by the author!

　　

"Nothing wrong... This is the fourth floor of the mausoleum. The murals carved by green banyans on the rock wall... This Clark Das should be one of the last survivors to see the murals with his own eyes... No, it is possible that someone cheated him. Published works under the name of... but in terms of age, he, he...'

　　

　　 Liliat suspected that Clark Das was the old ‘knowledge’.

　　

　　 "Last work?"

　　

　　 She paid the money and walked out of the bookstore with the books in her arms. Suddenly, she felt sad...

　　

　　...

　　

　　 Green Forest Avenue.

　　

　　 Nicholas rode in a carriage, UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw Building No. 1, the huge castle museum.

　　

　　 In his hands, there is also a newly published "Earl Green Forest in Real History"!

　　

　　 "If it is really what I guessed... Our invisible monastery has resurrected that existence in the earl's mausoleum this time?"

　　

　　 He looked at the huge museum, his heart surged for a while, but he dared not make any movements.

　　

At this time, Nicholas saw the museum door open, and a woman with a beautiful face and curator's clothes was sending out a group of sightseeing students with a smile. He thought of the recent rumors that made a sensation in the upper floors of the entire Lusen City-"Lvsen City Hall unexpectedly Selling a local landmark to an outsider? ! ’

　　

　　 It is said that many local aristocrats and upper-class people expressed their opposition in angrily, but the actions of the City Hall were extremely determined.

　　

'According to the results of the last gathering, this is the reward won by Miss White Pigeon, which is managed by Mr. Sting Sword... In other words, as long as I go to check whose name the museum has transferred, I will know. It’s a fake identity before "Thorn Sword"...but it's not very useful, it will anger the members of the organization, forget it...'

　　

　　 Nicholas took a deep breath and said to the coachman: "Go ahead!"

　　

　　 "Yes, your Excellency the Archbishop."

　　

　　 The coachman is also a devout believer. He promised aloud, and lifted the rein to make the carriage slowly pass by the museum gate and drive into the distance...